Valestein3 (5 måneder siden) #35479006Oh my God...
As someone who grew up with street foods like that, seeing them on the ground makes me sad :(
Every Saturday night, we would go to church and each one of us would get a stick of 5 fishballs with any sauce we want after the service.
One time, a stray cat jumped at my brother, who was very little, and ran off with food. I dropped mine by surprise and we both started crying, my mom recalled.
My grandma bought my brother and me TWO sticks of fishballs. 10 balls per kid. It was glorious.
This picture triggered my nostalgia. Good play, TopTub. Good. Play. Haha :D
Awww! Jeanne comforting her sister.